MageB ⋅ 83

Journaling since 1974. I'm an artist, book lady, and quilter living at the beach with a car guy. We wait out the pandemic in our little condo above the beach. Having been homeless in the 70's, the car guy and I truly appreciate where we are today. All entries are copyrighted under the author's legal name under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported. © Copyright 1974-2021.

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March 15, 2017

SLEEPING in Postcards 4

And now I have a cold. I won’t tell you all the things I’m thinking. They are a little too blue….or black. I doze at my computer until woken up to go back to bed. I sleep till noon, eat, the...


March 13, 2017

CATS NOT IN THE WILD in Postcards 4

Trivia of the week: Grumpy had a dead battery after sitting for a month. He’s now on a trickle charger. George now has only one day of overtime. I have one sticky finger that’s painfu...


March 12, 2017

ONE HANDED in Postcards 4

A Comic Con attendee with a sense of humor. When you have no hands that work well, what do you need? Many helping hands. When you have one hand, you need to be able to pull things up and...


March 11, 2017

TICKETS !!!! in Postcards 4

Last week the Comic Con folks let everyone know that this weekend would be ticket sale time. Last year, after a long wait and struggle online, we received tickets for one day each. It was a...


March 10, 2017

SPRINGING AHEAD in Postcards 4

New leaves. March 7: Tuesday. Dozing at my computer. Later out to run an errand and felt liberated, light and fluffy too. Can use my left hand without much pain…what a gift. March 8: We...


March 06, 2017

THREE DAYS IN MARCH in Postcards 4

3-3-17 March 4: Saturday. With arm in sling, we visited a friend, bank, two estate sales, lunch, and a nap. It sounds adventuresome but it wasn’t at all. Visiting the nap was extra sp...


March 04, 2017

RESOLUTE in Postcards 4

February 27: Rain…pouring rain all day. Over four inches of rain thundering down our roofs as if a team of horses were prancing on the wood. Simply wonderful stuff. February 28: Little nee...


February 26: Golden light and incoming storm. February 23: They took me with more questions about my breathing, and they let me have G’s company until the last few minutes. I awoke to a thi...


February 25, 2017

HANDS in Postcards 4


February 23, 2017

SO FAR, SO GOOD in Postcards 4


February 22, 2017

UNKNOWNS in Postcards 4

The Point Loma lighthouse. I had planned on having the surgery in a outpatient surgery center. Instead, I have been getting phone calls for the last four days about my allergies and brea...


• I’m settling down for the long haul in my favorite chair. Yes, it needs washing. Yes, the sofa and Morris chair could do with some soap and water too. They aren’t getting it quite yet. ...


February 20, 2017

MAKING A LIST... in Postcards 4

Laka and Margot with Bill, Christmas 2016. Making a list. Or two. Shopping. Now I have fresh and frozen foods in the refrigerator. We have breakfast, lunches and dinners to the ready. I ...


February 19, 2017

LOVE AND TAXES in Postcards 4

Friend Mary and daughter Margot at the Boathouse. Yes, dinner was excellent. The bread was to die for as was my filet. I think we all enjoyed the evening except me….I kept channeling my mo...


February 18, 2017

FRIENDS AND FAMILY EDITED in Postcards 4

1980’S: She wrote on the bottom. See the bottom picture for how far she has come. Good Diane news from her daughter. “She can swallow water from a sponge and can move her right leg a little. ...


February 17, 2017

STROKE in Postcards 4

2014: Schmidley in Old Town at the Guadalajara Restaurant. Isn’t she cute even with her eyes closed. Posted on Diane’s blog was this note: “This is Diane’s daughter. Mom has had a stroke an...


February 16, 2017

FIRST RESPONDERS in Postcards 4

Lifeguard friends on and around the old OB tower. 1981? Photo from the “First Responders” show at the Automotive museum in Balboa Park. We headed off to the Automotive museum yesterday aft...


February 14, 2017

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY in Postcards 4

Oh, guilt…two pounds of chocolates on my much appreciated morning tray. We both visited See’s. I got him a small box of truffles. Ah, double guilt. Perhaps out-of-sight/out-of-mind will work...


February 13, 2017

CASTS AND OTHER LEANINGS in Postcards 4

I thought I would show you the other thumb cast coming off in 2014. You know….that color wasn’t bad. I was more afraid of the saw than I was of the surgery. After finding that picture, it’s ...


February 12, 2017

GRATITUDINOUS in Postcards 4

Rental Boats on Catalina. Himself: Was a big hero to go to an Alanon fund raiser. He had fun, won something, and the food was great. Today a party, a premeeting meeting, and a meeti...


February 11, 2017

Scheduling a Break in Postcards 4

The day is chilly and grey here as it was that day in Paris. I feel unimaginative and sluggish knowing I will have two weeks of no journaling….for yes, I have a date for surgery. The 23rd. Th...


February 10, 2017

HALF WAY THROUGH in Postcards 4

• Ah, all the cookbooks before I culled them. • We both liked the new ENT doc. • Nightmares night before last. I was a veggy yesterday…dozing, trying to help get the gas smell out of a ne...


February 09, 2017

A STATE OF MIND in Postcards 4

One online friend wrote about being fragmented. I had just been thinking the same thing…that I was leaving pieces undone or behind. Yesterday I had to do everything twice to get anything done....


February 08, 2017

OMMMMMmmmmm in Postcards 4

....................................................A view across the mouth of the bay to downtown. Himself: Gym, work, deal with neighbor’s gas leaking car. Herself: Pool work, still ...


February 07, 2017

NEW GLASSES in Postcards 4

I dodged a bee in the pool this morning. He had sunk to the bottom. I just moved around him slowly. I couldn’t really quite see him as I had my go-to-the-pool glasses on. They aren’t as flat...


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